Writing in anticipation of the moment when lots of seemingly ordinary days as recorded on the pages of my journal suddenly reveal another story of God's grace and faithfulness.
Hoping that I might one day find myself at a point where my life is reflective of the truth that God is my only need. That day will be as the arrival of spring.
Thoughts+musings on a Sunday afternoon.
Stream-of-consciousness from 2.55pm today.
My reflection on what I felt I learned from all that happened in the time after breaking-up. "That’s the thing about heartbreak. It’s the smallest of worlds ending. Everyone goes around you smiling, like it’s nothing to close a door."
These words never fail to make a sense of calm wash over me. I needed them today. Serving suggestion: read slowly.
From John 13. He was both King and servant - and neither of those titles are reserved to working hours. Love is a full-time occupation, after all. Love in the big things, God on the Earth and God on the cross, but also love in the washing of feet in the basin.
As much a list of hopes as it is a list of reminders of what's important before I go back to uni. Hopes to talk less about myself. To say 'I love you' more often and to more people. To have more compassion and less pride. To share in the lives of others, to delight in the fun and mess of life. To discover I'm wrong about things and change my mind. To rejoice in the everyday. To remember to be gentle with myself if things get hard.
A reflection on change that I had on the train. A literal train of thought.
An overview and reflection of the differences and similarities between the Gospels.